It’s only early October, but fairy lights are already up on balconies, someone’s testing crackers mid-afternoon (and pretending it wasn’t them), and mithai boxes are vanishing from shelves like hot samosas. Yes, Diwali is nearly here.
While we debate who deserves the fancy kaju katli and who’ll have to settle for Soan Papdi (sorry, not sorry), preparations are underway at a place that rarely features in your festive scrolls. Pehchaan – The Street School is getting ready too, but in a very different way.
There are no marketing campaigns here. No sponsor banners. Just a group of fiercely dedicated people preparing to ensure that this Diwali, every child in their care feels like the celebration is theirs.
The school is tucked into places people usually drive past, not out of apathy, but simply because they don’t know what lies beyond those narrow lanes. But if you step in, you’ll find something magical: laughter where you expected silence, color where you imagined cement, and a quiet determination that could outshine any string of fairy lights.
This year’s celebration is called “Pehchaan Ki Diwali.” It’s not a campaign—it’s a promise. That no child should feel like Diwali is a festival for others. That celebration is not where you come from, but who shows up for you.
For just ₹300, a student receives a Diwali kit—nothing extravagant, but incredibly meaningful. A brand-new schoolbag. Fresh stationery. A sweet treat. That’s all. And yet, everything.
One child held their new bag like treasure: “I’ve never had one of my own,” they whispered. Another unzipped it immediately and planned to organize their notebooks “like a proper office.” These weren’t just bags—they were quiet acts of recognition.
The stationery may seem ordinary. But to children who often have to share pencils or write in reused notebooks, it’s a tool of self-belief. “With this eraser, I’m going to remove all the marks of yesterday and start again,” said one student, unknowingly describing the essence of education.
And the sweets? Gone quickly, of course. But in those few bites is the lasting feeling that someone thought of them. That someone chose their happiness was worth putting in a box.
Volunteers make all of this happen. Some assist with packing the kits. Others organize cultural events. A few skilled photographers capture each smiley face, and social media teams ensure the stories touch hearts nationwide. There’s always someone who forgets their line—and someone else mouthing the words from the wings. There’s chaos, last-minute panic, WhatsApp reminders, and the inevitable “Wait, did anyone order the sweets?” moment. No capes, just commitment.
So why does this matter?
Because when a child receives something new, not leftover, not second-hand, it tells them they are deserving. When they perform on stage and hear applause, it becomes a memory to hold on to when life gets hard. It says:
These memories become bookmarks. When the world tells them they don’t belong, they’ll remember the day they danced in the front row. And that belief? It doesn’t fade.
That’s what Pehchaan Ki Diwali builds—not just a festive day, but identity. And identity, once formed, changes everything.
So maybe this year, you can skip the overpriced corporate hampers. Maybe you sponsor a kit… or ten. Maybe you can help pack, or just share this story with someone who can.
Because lighting a diya is simple. Lighting up a life takes a little more effort. But it lasts far longer.
Happy Diwali from all of us at Pehchaan the street school – and maybe, this year, from you too!